Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Slowly shaking my head, I said, “I don’t know what to say.”
Tanner put his hand on my shoulder. “You don’t have to say or do anything. It’s yours. You can leave it as-is, build a cabin on it for when you visit, or…” His words drifted off.
“Or?” I asked.
The three brothers all exchanged looks.
Brock cleared his throat before he spoke. “We weren’t going to do this on your first official day on the ranch…but if you ever want to take your rightful place here, we’d be more than happy to have you.”
My heart kicked up a bit as I stared at them. Were they really offering me a home here?
“No pressure at all,” Brock went on. “But there’s a place here for you, if or when you want it.”
For the first time in my life, I felt like I was drifting on a boat out to sea. I had no idea what to do, where to go, or who to be. “I…I…”
It appeared the only word I knew at the moment was “I,” since no other words would form.
Tanner grinned. “Beck, you’ve only been in Montana a couple of days, and we’ve unloaded something huge on you. We don’t need to know what you want to do right now. If you decide to pack up your bags and head back to Texas, we’d support you. But I know I can speak for all of us, and our parents, when I say that we hope that you’ll at least stay in our lives.”
I let out a soft chuckle. “I already can’t imagine my life without y’all in it.”
Ty and Brock both smiled.
“Good, because if you decided to leave and not come back, our mother would track your ass down in Texas. And if you think your grandfather would scare her, it would be the other way around.”
We all laughed, then took in a deep breath at the same time and exhaled.
“Okay, enough of this heavy shit. I think we need to do something lighter,” Ty stated as he squeezed the back of my neck.
Brock motioned for us to head back to his truck. Once we got inside and out of the cold, he looked around and said, “How about we head to The Blue Moose tonight?”
Ty said, “I heard Josh and Nathan bellyaching that it’s eighteen and over tonight, and they couldn’t go.”
Brock laughed. “I can get them in, but they’ll have to stay with us.”
“I’ll let them know then,” Ty said. “This should be fun to watch, considering they both look like they’re twenty-one already.”
Tanner groaned. “The women…Lord, I can see it now.”
“Beck, I’ll give you a few places to head to in town, and Tanner gave you that list of things to buy. If you want, you can meet us afterward at The Blue Moose.”
I nodded. “Sounds like a fun time.”
As he put the truck in drive, I couldn’t help but wonder if Avery would be there tonight.
Chapter Fourteen
AVERY
I wasn’t sure how I’d managed to avoid my parents when I got home, but they weren’t waiting for me. Dropping my mom’s keys in the bowl by the door, I quickly raced upstairs, quietly shut my bedroom door, then slid down it until my ass hit the floor.
Pulling my knees up to my chest, I giggled like a damn little girl. My fingers came up to my mouth, which was still swollen from Beck’s kisses. I dropped my head against the door and exhaled.
“Holy shit,” I whispered, as my body still felt like it was humming from the most amazing orgasm of my life.
My mind went over everything that had happened earlier. From his touch, to his kisses, to the way he rocked into me.
I chewed on my lower lip as his words replayed in my mind.
“I keep telling myself I need to stay away from you, to leave you alone, but I can’t. Last night, I dreamed about you. I think about you all day, and I want to sink myself into your body when I think about you at night.”
Even after the orgasm, I still felt like I needed a release. Moving my hands over my breasts, I gasped at the memory of his finger pinching my nipple when my palm grazed over it. The way he said he wanted to hear me say his name when I came.
“Oh my God,” I said as I dropped my legs out in front of me. “What are you doing to me, Beck Dahlstrom? What. Are. You. Doing. To. Me?”
After sitting on the floor of my bedroom for entirely too long, I got up and made my way to the bathroom. I didn’t want to shower because I could still smell Beck on my body. I made a mental note to buy the cologne he wears just so I could smell it. I brushed my teeth, pulled my hair up into a pony, then changed into sweats and a long-sleeve shirt.